Bastard Of Christ

(álbum: Serpents Of The Light - 1997)

Bastard of the cross relentlessly
Strike fear preaching of his coming here
Scriptures, twisted words to provocate
Rapture from the lord your god so great

BASTARDS OF CHRIST DIE!!!!

He fucked himself to save you put to death, masochist
For this his word berate truth agonized, prophecized
Revive the book of fiction blasphemy, gluttony, to deceive you and me
In battled disposition hang the bitch on the cross
Entitle his convictions blasphemous, lunatic
your heart is full of hatred BASTARDS DIE,
FUCK YOUR CHRIST, WILL SURVIVE,
KILL YOURSELF........DIE!!!!!!!!!!

Bastard, for your god you compromise
Do without, search the truth you'll never find
Scriptures offer little to relate
Laughter from the lord into your face

BASTARDS OF CHRIST DIE!!!!

You think your god will save who I will see, just believe
You fool, not true, no thank you enemy of the cross
His word installs deception pray to god, not for me,
for yourself, soon you'll see
You'll die for your religion holy shit, pacifist
Untrue with choices given nothing won, you are dead
Describe the holy vision BLACKING OUT, FINAL BREATH, MEET WITH DEATH,
NOTHINGNESS, DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!